A New World 1
Transformation: Birthday Away From Them All
By Gavinna

Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, I just play with them. Dragon Ball is owned by Akira Toriyama. Well the obvious characters are of course made by me! ^-^* Well you should know who is who anyway. Check ya l8er!

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Yeh My diary entries. Well I just kinda decided to start writing again. Oh you so won't believe what happened to me! Well I'll just write it all... here goes!

My eyes opened wide to the sound of my alarm clock. "Kuso!" I whined to see the light bursting from the small breaks in the Venetian blinds. Morning, I thought silently. Arigato Kami-sama! Thanking for the day ahead of me. Then I realised School! I groaned and turned over. I had a project due that day! No wait. It was the day after! I sighed but that still didn't make me feel any better. I still had school. High school was great! I got to see my friends and It gave me something to do rather than watch all those talk shows and boring soap operas. Like a good Dragon Ball fan I rolled over to look at the wall scroll hanging over my bead. I smiled. Every character in Dragon Ball to Dragon Ball Z was there. I laughed to see the two driving teachers whom Goku and Piccolo had met when trying to get their licenses. My birthday was coming up soon. 16! One week! I could get my G1! Then clutching my hands at the thought of getting a teacher like that one Piccolo had! I hated her, she was too somethingperky! I got ready and went to school.

Religion class was as always. We talked about things so unrelated to religion. Things like Dragon Ball and other animes. A lot of us in that class loved Dragon Ball and anime. A lot! Then came drama which was fun and math soon after, bleck! After looking at all those numbers I thought my head was gonna spin! Then came lunch. (Not that Lunch!) I sat there with my friends talking about the look on Krillin's face when Freezer transformed into his last transformation. Then lunch was over and after dreamily thinking of Trunks' gorgeous body (giggle) my friends and I though of what would happen if he had ever come to school. My friends talked about something I didn't understand, some chick flick I had refused to see and an up coming dance which I always refused to go to. I don't like dances. I like dancing but I just never feel like going to any of them. I stood there waiting for the bell leaning against the wall and staring into the skylight above my head.

Then suddenly I was pulled from my trance to the sound of laughter. My best friend pointed a finger at me. She wailed on as I stared at her puzzled. "Nani?" I asked her. "You looked like Vegita for am minute there! You were doing a Vegita face! And you had your arms crossed!" then she softened her voice "You know you are a lot like him."
"Really?" I put a sarcastic tone in my voice with a smirk. I had always done that all my life. Why hadn't I realized it sooner. Then it came to me. Vegita was also my fave character in the show. Then once more it hit me. We were so much alike! I hadn't noticed it! I did as always. I painted an innocently puzzled look on my face and shrugged. Another thing popped into my mind. My Okasan. So many times since I could remember whenever I was just standing there I would hear her tell me "You know you should put a smile on your pretty face." I would always just "hmph" unbelievingly at that comment. She was my mother. She had to say that. Or at times the comment would be "your face might freeze that way". My reaction was always the same with both. I would grunt or just look away. No it wasn't true! I was a girl! I was also always perky around my friends. I liked pink things! I couldn't be like Vegita! But then again. I did love to fight. I just shook it off and when the bell rung I made my way to Gym class, we were weight training that week. I decided I would do twenty to thirty minutes of what I had learned in a tae-bo class and then head for the equipment. I sighed. Could there be anyone that knew what I was feeling? Anyone who understood what it was like to know you have a place in life but have no clue as to what it is. Could there be anyone who loved what I loved and know the dilemma I was felling. The identity crisis I was going through. Also what if my best friend was right! What if I was like the Sayjin no Oujii! Would I be cruel hearted as well? Was I? (shuddereye twitch)

Another memory came to me. "Why is it that you are so cruel?" My mother glared at me. I simply clutched my fists behind my back lest I would strike her. But strike her I did. Not with my hands but my words. "That is just the way I was! That's just the way am! And mark my word! The way I always will be! I am who I am and nothing can change that." I had glared at her then causing tears to almost form in her eyes. I hadn't meant to. I never did. But why did I always do this? Once or twice in a year she would cry on account of my harsh words.

I let off my steam with doing some punches and kicks. Then soon came the end of school. I would go through my daily routine as usual. Eat, play the piano, watch dragon ball at 5, eat again, watch Jeopardy, exercise, shower, then sleep. But that night my plans would be altered, forever. I waved goodbye to my friends not knowing I would never see them again. Not knowing I would ever see anyone again but in my memories.

I made myself a bowl of Mac n' cheese which the company now had conveniently created them in single servings. I fiddled on the piano playing a song from beauty and the beast the musical, If I Can't Love Her. An idea crossed my mind. I dashed upstairs and continued to write what would be my first fanfic unrelated to the Dragon Ball Saga I was currently creating. After an hour I finally finished and sighed. I glanced at the clock. Kuso! The hands on the face were indicating it was 5:32! Dragon ball! I rushed to the room across and turned on the tube. The theme had just finished. If I had been any closer I would have been kissing the flickering screen. I smiled. Then seconds later my lips shifted to paint a frown across my featured. There was the bubble headed freezer with his tail around the dear prince. The title almost shocked me to silence. "The end of Vegita" I scowled at freezer for taking the life of my prince. It may have only been a show to others but to me it was a world. Another dimension in which I looked upon them all like Kami-sama. The episode ended. "Go on Goku-san! Kick that Freezer's head in! Make him pay for the death of the Sayjin no ouiji!" As always my younger brother cocked an eyebrow at me and left after watching the episode.

I shrugged my shoulders and popped in another video of dragon ball I had. I began to watch the first Brolli movie. My eyes intently followed Brolli with hate as he powered up and shot a green ki from his palm at the battered Goku. I watched every move not blinking. I had seen it only once before and had missed several parts. I clutched in my hand my book bag in which I had beside me. I kept everything in there that I needed. From it I pulled out my pencil and sketchbook to draw a picture of Mirai Trunks.

Then suddenly Lightning flashed and the lights died. The VCR had ceased to operate. Though to much shock the television was still playing that movie. My chest heaved from the surprise of the lightning and thunder. I came closer to the television in awe and fright. I pulled the plug behind the television the screen continued to shoe the movie. Sound and All! I touched the screen it was liquid! Some of it came on to my hand. I felt its stickiness stretching over me. I screamed and as I did the fluid filled inside my mouth. I was being pulled into the screen! I wrestled and tried to cough up this solution that I could feel entering my every vein and filling all my bone. I felt by whole body scream in agony as I was pulled through some tunnel. I could care less about where I was being taken to. I screamed out as suddenly I felt myself changing. I knew I was changing but into what. I soon discovered that the whole time in my hands I clutched my black bag of 'everything'. I held it to me closer as the pain increased then suddenly stopped. I was in some sort of tunnel. All the colours dazzled me as I felt silks of purple and sheets of light green enter my hands. It was not cloth! It was energy! I trembled. What had I become. I could still hardly move! The tunnel ended and I was fired into a bright light.

I looked round and suddenly I found myself falling from a baby blue sky wisped with cottony clouds. Even thought that strange energy passed into my I felt weak and almost drained. I fell hard on the ground surprised I had lived through that fall. Then, caught a little off guard, the ground beneath me shattered. It must have been glass! I landed with a thud. I heard someone screaming in Japanese "Holy shit! Daisy get my mother over here now! And my father! He is gonna want to see this!" I knew what the language it was Japanese yet I didn't know how to speak it. But I understood. I saw the man who had possessed the voice, which was so incredibly familiar to me. That moment was like heaven to me. He took me in his arms and told me everything was going to be ok. If only our first meeting were under better circumstances. I took one last look at his neat lavender hair and bright blue eyes. "Trunks." I whispered seeing the shock in his eyes I bit my lip from the pain of my back and passed out into darkness.

*A whole New World!
A dazzling place I never knew!
But when I'm way up here,
Its crystal clear that now I'm in a whole new world
With you.
-A whole new world (Aladdin)

I woke once more feeling so much better. I had an oxygen mask over my face and I realised I was in a rejuvenation tank. I then cringed at the pain in my arm. A needle stuck in my skin I pulled it out. Then I felt a pair of strong arms lift me from the tank as if I were nothing. I rubbed my eyes and focused them across the room. I looked at the one who had lifted me and now put me down. "Vegita-sama!" I suddenly gasped. My favourite television show come to life! Or was it all a dream? I slapped myself to check. I noticed my strength had somehow increased and I fell backwards at my own slap. "Stupid girl! What did you do that for?" He asked. "I thought I was dreaming, sir." I bowed. He cocked an eyebrow. "Why the hell would you be dreaming? Who the hell are you? Why do you know our names? Who are your parents? Are you really Sayjin?" "Sayjin? What are you taking about?" He pointed behind me. I nearly flipped out! Then the prince yelled at me. Attacking me with his questions and spittle flying out of his mouth I stood up straight and crossed my arms. I waited for him to stop. "Vegita!" A greenish-blue haired woman yelled at him, "Let her answer your questions! Baka!" I smirked at the couple. Just as I had always known them. "Arigato, Bulma-san." I said. A little surprised at me knowing her name she sat down to listen to what I had to say.

I had noticed they gathered all their close friends and family. I bowed and began. "I'm not supposed to be here I'm not from this dimension, world, universe, whatever you all may call it. My name is Lupus. My parentsthey are no one important. I could care less of where my father is." I quickly averted my eyes so they would not see the pain I felt when I had said that. "I know your names because where I come from, this world of yours is a television show called Dragon Ball. It may sound hard to believe but then again was it not hard to believe as well that a boy could have a tail, am I right Muten Roshi-sama, Bulma, Yamucha, Chichi, Ox King?" I studied all their eyes as I said this. Each of those who's names I called nodded at me. "I don't mean to be here. I was somehow sucked into some time warp or what not and I was brought here. It's ok if you don't believe me. I don't know what else to tell you."

"Why are you a Sayjin?" Vegita glared at me. "Going through the tunnel I felt pain shrieking all over and I felt myself being altered." I looked at my tail. Tears formed in my eyes. "I'm not supposed to be this way. II'm human! I was! No I have to be!" My knees felt weak. "I mean it is a privilege to be part of the Sayjin race butbut I was born human andand II don't know how to be a Sayjin. I don't know what it is to be! I'm not worthy to be andI just want to go back home. I want to be the way I was! I don't belong here!" I felt a pair of arms hug me tightly. It was Chichi. She rocked me lightly. I pulled away from her quickly, not wanting to be touched. I never liked physical contact.. "I'm- uh, gomen ne!" I stood up tall and wiped three tears that had fallen, the only tears I had ever shed in a few years. "I don't usually cry. I have grown up thinking crying is a weakness. I have forgotten what it is like to cry though." The black haired woman hushed me. "It's alright. I'm sure we can get you back home."

"Why should we help her? She's probably lying!" Vegita growled. Bulma quietly told him to shut up. He didn't listen. "You cry!" The prince scowled. "You must not be a true Sayjin! Our race never shows tears." I felt like a sharp knife was pierced into my stomach. It was my turn to glare. "Don't you?" I coldly looked at him. "I have seen you cry in your life. Am I not right Goku-san. He shed tears on Namek-sei." I asked the tall Sayjin who stood beside his first son. "Hai." He answered. "You cried?" Bulma asked him a little taken back at this and somewhat amused, "Vegita you were sacred?"
"Don't be a fool Woman! I wasn't ever scared!"
I continued my assault. "Oh contraire! My prince! Do you remember the first battle with Brolli when Piccolo had to grab your hair"
"Shut up bitch!" He slapped me across the face. I was thrown back into the wall. He blasted off. His mate called out to him in a voice that could have blown all our eardrums. "Vegita, you BAKA!" I rubbed my ears (everyone rubbed their own as well).

"I can tell you aren't lying." Goku put a hand on my shoulder. He merely nodded in understanding. "Arigato." I said. Standing up tall and trying not to show that the strong blow really hurt. A bruise was already forming on my cheek though. Bura took my arm and sat me down in a chair where she brought me an ice pack. I smiled in thanks and she nodded back. Goten went up to me and shook my hand smiling warmly. "I'm moving into a new place and I have two extra rooms. If you like I don't have a room mate and I was wondering"
"And your wondering if I cook?" I smirked. Oh I know you all too well Goten. He rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah." He said sheepishly. "Of course I do!" I smiled. "I have no where to go anyway. 'Till I can go home." He smiled back.

"So do you fight?" asked an eighteen year old looking Pan. "I have always wanted to learn, but never truly have taken martial arts. Only one kick boxing class." I answered her. "My grandpa might be able to help you with that." She said.
"Which one? Goku-san or Mr. Satan?"
"Any one of them." She laughed. "I'd rather you go to my Grandpa Goku though. Since you are a Sayjin it might be better." I nodded in agreement. I was now introduced to everyone even though I pretty much knew them all. I then looked around and asked. "UmmIs there a school anywhere here that I can get to? I mean I don't like school but I think it is best that I don't completely fall behind. Its best I keep my skills sharp. Besides I'll get board during the day." Why the HFIL am I saying this? Chichi suddenly jumped at this and began to ramble on which school she could get me onto. After an hour of listening to her she and Gohan said that they could possibly get me into Orange star high school and Bulma offered to make me some sort of background after getting some information from me. Soon trunks came to sit beside me. I hoped I wasn't blushing furiously. "Do you need a job?" he asked me. I honestly told him that I never worked before and I wasn't too reliable. To my shock he answered me with "Good you can take care of my office and help me out with things as well."
"Doesn't your secretary do that stuff?" I asked.
"Well she can't because it is even too busy for her to do anything as well." He answered. He looked at me. I was looking a little doubtful. I had never had a job in my life! What if I messed up? What if he didn't like the way I would care for his office? WHAT IF HE CAUGHT ME DAYDREAMING ABOUT HIM! I was locked deep in thought when he suddenly said. "I'll get Goten to bring you over next week after school! You don't know how hard it is to find good help! The last time I hired someone they were convinced they could sing good so I had to listen to them till my ears popped!" I felt another stab at my heart. I loved to sing! I guess I couldn't do it in his presence then.

It was getting late and I had found that everyone was very nice to me. All but that one man who was my favourite of all Sayjins. I couldn't be anything like him! I would not hit someone just because they pissed me off! Well I mightbut not that hard! Goten was about to walk over when I heard his mother saying to him. Something about not taking advantage of me and another thing about my being young. I didn't listen really because I quickly made my way over to Muten Roshi who was eyeing me strangely and very uncomfortably. I walked over with my arms crossed as usual. "Nani?" I asked him. "Why don't you come here. I can comfort you and make you forget your troubles!" He winked and I felt a smack on my butt. "WAS THAT A PICK UP LINE AND DID YOU JUST TOUCH ME!?!?" I growled. I hated guys like that. Bulma heard this and smacked him over the head. "Hentai beast! She is only fifteen or sixteen!" I glared at him and walked over to Piccolo who was also eyeing me. He smirked "The old man is always that way." I smiled trying not to put my curiosity to rest by asking him 'what's the deal with asexual thing?' "So. You say you know a lot about us, huh?" I nodded. "Name one of my attacks."
"Beam cannon." I loved this challenge!
"Someone I fused with."
"Nail."
"Someone I killed."
"Raditz and Goku-san. That was pretty cool! Two birds with one stone!" I exclaimed and he smirked pleased, and laughed lightly.
"Something I did that no one would know." I whispered something in his ear. "And don't you dare tell anyone!" he screamed making all the heads turn. I giggled and poked the tip of his nose "You look so funny in a hat!". Goten then gestured me to come over. It was time to leave. He and Trunks offered me a ride in Trunks new car. Like a gentleman Goten opened the door for me and I got in the front seat. Carefully sitting down so my kilt wouldn't' go all over the place. As we drove away I felt a little uneasy at the stare of the two best friends. I decided to speak. "Have you two ever fought over a girl?" This caught them off guard a little. I realised it was a bad question to ask because they began to argue the rest of the way. I laughed and brought up another question to stop them. "Do you love your fathers?" I had no idea why I asked this but I just wanted to know.

"I definitely do!" Goten smiled. Trunks nodded his head. "Good." I smiled. "Why do you ask?" Goten put a hand on my shoulder which he quickly pulled away as I jerked a bit. "Cause I hate mine." I simply answered running my fingers through my short black hair. I knew they were both afraid to ask about the topic. "I hate the things mine has done." Trunks said. "But I still love him none the less. "Has he ever done anything to hurt your mother?" I sighed.
"No. He wouldn't ever if he wanted to keep his hearing."
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"Why with the questions?" Goten asked.
"Just trying to make conversation." I spoke silently and innocently smiled. Trunks didn't seem convinced. We arrived and Goten had lead me to the apartment. We waved good bye to Trunks and I laughed as the two playfully made fun of each other.

Goten led me to a fairly large room that had a bed, some blankets, a pillow and a computer hooked up to the net. "Arigato" I said as he handed me a shirt that was a little overly big. I decided I would use it as night gown. I went into the kitchen as he showered and made a large snack. I found some pudding and strawberries and saw milk chocolate bar and made a delicious creation. He walked out of the shower and looked at me standing there with the pudding in my hand. He blushed, "Your going to have to forgive me. I have never had a female room mate, or any room mate for that matter." I nodded. "Oh food!" he rushed for the large bowl I had made him. I excused myself. "Sleep well." He said and to my shock he kissed my cheek. I stood frozen. "Gomen!" he apologized again blushing. I forgave him but not before saying goodnight and threatening to punch him if he ever did that again.

Closing the door and sighing I slipped into the covers and from my bag. The only things I had ever had with me in this world. I took out a stuffed animal to sleep with and after saying a prayer to the Goddess I fell fast asleep thinking 'Why does Vegita hate me?' Would this be my home now? What if I never could go back home? I had to go back home! I had a test in math a week from now! It was my birthday a week from now! Why did I keep feeling more alone than ever with every passing moment?

If I could change your mind
You could help me wipe these tears from my mind.
-Like a child (Backstreet Boys)

The next day I woke to the smell of pancakes. "I thought you can't cook." I smirked at Goten walking into the kitchen. "I can't cook anything that doesn't involve using a frying pan." He laughed. His hair was all over the place and he had a pillow mark on his cheek. "You know you look like shit?" I joked. "He always looks like shit." A voice said. Trunks stood at the doorway of the kitchen. "Trunks-sama."
"Don't call me that. I may be my father's son but I am definitely not princely." He put a hand on my shoulder. "Gomen" I apologized.
"Call me Trunks-chan, Lupus chan."
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, Trunks-kun"
"Chan?" Goten grinned " It seems like you have a cru-"
"Shut up!" The purple haired Sayjin put a hand over his best friend's mouth. He punched the black haired demi-Sayjin in the stomach and smiled innocently. I cocked an eyebrow. Was he blushing?

Utterly puzzled I sat down, crossing my legs and poured myself a cup of coffee. "Are you even old enough to drink that?" Goten kidded. "I'm almost sixteen." I stated. They looked at me strangely as I put the cup to my lips. "Aren't you going to put cream and sugar in that?" He asked. "Nope" I said and drank. "Bleck!" Goten made a face. "Now that is tough!" Trunks laughed. "I like tough employees!" He stuffed a whole pancake in his mouth. I cringed at that sight. I finished two pancakes. I wasn't as hungry as I should have been.

I headed for the shower. Goten showed me where everything was and such and handed me a towel. "Arigato." I smiled. Trunks then came in and handed me a bag. He blushed a little, when handing it to me. "My sister took the liberty of getting you a few things." I looked inside. There was everything a girl needs. Including the things from the 'feminine needs' section of a drug store. "Arigato." I said. Then pulled at the shower curtain, he bolted out the door. I closed it and set the water to the perfect temperature.

When I finished and dressed I went to my room. Trunks sat on my bed. I looked into the mirror picked up two lipsticks and then asked "Cream innocence or Mocha" I just as I thought, he cocked an eyebrow at me. Why on earth did I even ask him that? I must be going crazy. To my surprise he walked over and picked up my makeup bag then pulled out a clear gloss. I put it on. He smiled. "You are probably wondering why I am here."
"Hai."
"I'm taking you shopping!"
"Really?" It was my turn to cock an eyebrow.
"Nani? Why are you looking at me that way."
"I always thought Bura would take me." I laughed a bit. He blushed. Why is he blushing? I put on my purple bandanna it was the colour of his hair.
"That reminds me of Pan." He chuckled. Now that felt awkward! Especially with all the Trunks Pan fanfics I had read. "Don't tell her but I like yours better." I blushed. He picked up one of my Anne Rice books. He looked at me. "Vampires? What is with them? Bura reads this crap all the time. I find the steak through the heart thing kinda pathetic."
"Crap? It isn't what you think. Here!" I handed him 'Interview with the vampire' "Read it you'll be surprised."
He handed it back, "Vampires are dumb horrors. There is no true meaning. Only good guys and bad, psycho, inhuman, blood cannibal persons."
"I'm not taking no for an answer! Like I said you will be surprised."
"I don't think so."
"What's the matter? Can't read? That's understandable. I mean there are a lot of illiterate purple haired freaks out there that aren't open minded to trying new things."
"Nani? Are you saying I can't read?"
"Probably not that fast. I mean I read the book in a day or two-"
"Is that a challenge?" He grinned.
"You bet it is!"
"Your on!" He flipped the book open.
"And you can't just read the story! You have to remember it! Tomorrow we have a full discussion on it! Experience the book! It is a piece of a life, a walk through someone's eyes. You have to live that book. I expect to hear your comments. Not just 'It blew'. If you didn't like it you have to tell me why!"
"Do you write or something?" I smiled and nodded my head. Then his tone changed a bit. "I will read it! And I will remember it better than you have too!"
"I've read it ten times! I doubt you can top that!" Defeated he looked down, "Kuso!"
"Aww. Sorry Trunks-kun! You may not be able to read that fast or remember it too well but you will always have the cuter ass!" I jested with him. He blushed the brightest cherry red I had ever seen in my life. I couldn't help but laugh. "Shut up." He muttered. "Let's go. My car is in the shop getting fixed so we are going airborne!"
"Well maybe we should- Ah!" Before I could say anymore he lifted me in his arms and blasted off. Trying not to scream I clung to his neck tightly until he informed me "I can't breathe!"
"Gomen!" I lightened my grip. Then remembering we were still airborne I clung to his chest. He laughed. "You are enjoying this too much." I growled. He blushed again? What was wrong with him? He was going red left right and centre! "You like to see my fear." I cleared it up in case he misunderstood me for some reason. I had a feeling he did. "Fear? Oh yeah! Uh, fear!" he chuckled nervously.
"Okay" A sweat drop formed over my head. "Oh my!"

After a few minutes or so I got over my fear of heights. I felt a little daring so I decided to surprise him. "I wonder how it is like to fly?" I grinned, before he could utter a word I jumped from his arms and spread my arms out. I pretended to be a bird and I closed my eyes smiling at the feel of the wind on my face. He screamed out my name, "Lupus-chan! You baka! Kuso!" I rolled on to my back, arms still extended I stared out into the clouds. Then I realised I wasn't falling anymore. A pair of strong arms held me protectively and a little tightly. "Bakayaro! You could have been killed!"
"You wouldn't let me!" I giggled. Trying not to look into his bright blue eyes I blushed. "You are holding me a little tightly."
"I'm not letting you go!" he yelled, Damn he is Bulma's son if he can yell like that! "I'm not letting you jump like that again!" Fine with me! I thought and leaned my head on his chest.

We lowered to the ground after a few minutes. "Let's see you try that again now!" He set me on my feet. "Which way?" I asked. He pointed forward. "We are walking from now on! You know you are a little bold to be doing that. The few of my girlfriends that I took flying clung to me screaming the whole way, but not as hard as you did. It is probably because you are a Sayjin."
"I'm HUMAN!" I turned away, embarrassed about my sudden outburst. Then I whispered, "I have to be" I held my arms as to comfort to myself.
"Are you ok?" he asked. Quickly I composed myself, holding it in. Pushing down my feelings. I thought it would be cool to be a Sayjin but gosh! I didn't really want to be! I liked who I was despite my low self-esteem! No! Don't break down! You can't loose it! Don't give in to tears! "I'm fine." I faked a smile looking at him and kept walking.

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
-Iris (Goo Goo Dolls)

From the corner of my eye I could see the concerned look pasted on his face. His arms were crossed just like mine. "you looked like you were about to cr-"
"Big girls don't cry." I stated, with a frown, "I'm fine."
"I turned and headed forward. He stopped me and held my shoulders. "You are so not 'fine'!" He forced me to look at him, brows stern. For some reason I knew he would hold me like that. I knew he would bring me close to him. Why did I not want to turn away from him as I had done to everyone else. "Why did I know that you would do that?" His face was pasted with shock. "Why did I not turn away from you? I have known you for so long Trunks. I knew you would demand an answer. You won't leave me alone till you get one. You want a straight answer. You want me to open up to you." His face softened. I was reading him like a book wasn't I, lost in his blue eyes. Then I realised what was happening. My face grew hard, "You aren't getting an answer from me. I don't open up to anyone." Turning from him my head went to the other direction. He then held my chin. "Can you honestly say that you never truly opened up to anyone?" he whispered low. Was he going to kiss me? I had to look into his eyes! I had to! And I had to tell him straight out. "No one!" I kept walking.

A silence passed between us both. I realised he was staring at me. I could feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my head. It wasn't a death stare but something light. "I feel like I have known you for so long." He said. Now this caught me off guard. "But clearly I have never met you other than a week ago." Alarmed I turned. "How long was I in that tank?"
"Five, six days."
"What day is it today?"
"April 1st."
"It's my birthday today." I spoke a little sadly, almost in a whisper. "I'm sixteen. My mom said she would buy me a punching bag so I wouldn't have to beat up on my little brother." I joked. "This is the first birthday I am spending without them." A tear fell from my eye. I brushed it away quickly hoping he wouldn't notice it. Too late.
"Its ok to cry."
"No, it's not! Kami forbid I become a little wuss!" I heard him sigh and hung his head low. Though I know he still stared at me.

We arrived at a designer named Berto's shop. Trunks told me he was a special friend of the family. We spent a while there and I had even shown Berto some of the styles I had sketched myself. Quickly the forty-year-old designer and I became friends. He had even given me a small tour. When we returned Trunks was in a deep sleep in a chair. We giggled and I tried on some clothes. I emerged from the store wearing a pair of silver shades on top of my head. I had on a baby blue long sleeved shirt that said killer style in Japanese down each sleeve. I had a silver sleeveless jacket that went down mid shin and a pair of really short denim shorts, and a dark blue pair of shoes with silver designs painted on them. I smirked as Trunk's jaw hit the floor and Berto squealed that it looked so good on me. He said it was on the house! He just loved the way it looked. We left with our arms full of bags.

"You so can't wear that to work next week! It looks cool but you have to wear a suit!" he informed me. "I get to wear a suit?" I squealed, "Yay!"
"Glad you like it because I hate it! The same old type of dressing in formal places."
"It doesn't have to be a suit you wear every day, you know."
"Nothing else is formal." He said, "Anything else is not proper for a work place."
"Not true!" I said and pulled him into a store. "Pick two office colours and a fun one."
"Nani?" he looked at me a little puzzled. I pulled him through the store and soon got him in a cream coloured knitted vest, a light blue polo, and khakis coloured dress pants. He looked in the mirror. "Nice!"
"Told you, you could pull it off at work. Formal with no tie!" I smiled. He laughed. Soon as he paid for the new clothes he was wearing the storeowner made a little fuss about Capsule Corp's president being in their store. That was when he started taking pictures and a flock of girls rushed towards him. I felt a twinge of jealousy but I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. I then laughed harder at he tried to peel every girl off him like fly tape stuck to his hands. He was so red! "Help!" he pleaded. I had to comply. His eyes were pleading.

Clearing my throat loud enough so everyone could hear, I walked over swaying my hips slightly. "Trunks-chan." I called out in the so cute it was ditsy type of voice and batted my lashes. "Are we leaving yet?" I pouted. All the girls stopped and glared at me. I tugged at his arm and clamed myself to his side. "W-what are y-you doing?" he stammered, whispering in my ear. "Helping you! Just play along!" I whispered back. "Bye girls!" I playfully said, "Get your own man. Ok?" He ran out of there with me in his arms before the girls could make a mad dash to kill me.

Once out of sight I laughed so hard I held my belly in pain! "Ha, ha, ha! You were like a tomato Trunks-kun!"
"Shut up." He punched my arm. He was blushing again. I laughed harder. I was beginning to draw attention with my laughter so he covered my mouth with his hands. I did shut up after that.
"It wasn't that funny." He growled.
"Yeah your right. You looked funnier when Pan-chan and Goku-san put you in that dress!" I giggled. He went so red I swear he would turn purple.

After our shopping he took me over to his place. I could feel my palms sweating as I clutched the shopping bags. He took my jacket and bags and set them down for me. "Who's that?" I asked silently after pointing to the sleeping form of a girl on the couch. His eyes widened slightly. "Oh! Um that's u-uh"
"Trunks-chan!" she opened her eyes and yawned, getting up. Then she planted a kiss lightly on her lips. There went my chances with him. "Mindy-chan!"
"Who's your friend?" she asked running a hand through her curly blonde hair.
"I'm Lupus. Pleased to meet you." I smiled. "I'm afraid Trunks hasn't told me about you apparently." We both glared at him. A sheepish look crossed his face. "So you're the girl who fell through C. Corp's roof?"
"Yeah."
"I hope you are alright."
"I am thanks. I just woke up last night."
"Excuse me while I make a phone call." Trunks said.
"Oh yeah honey." Mindy said. "Your sister is here." Bura walked in as if on cue.
"Hey Lupus-chan!'
"Hey Bura-chan!"
"Why does she get to call you 'chan'?" Trunks asked.
"Cause I'm special!" Bura joked and stuck her tongue out at her brother. I laughed. "Like the duds! Who took you shopping?"
"Trunks-kun did."
"NANI! He never takes anyone shopping!" her jaw dropped.
"Bura san is right!" Mindy exclaimed "He never even takes me shopping!"
"Well" I whispered, "He fell asleep during the session!" All three of us giggled as he walked in. "Bura-chan," he asked his sister, "Could you take Lupus to the Son house before it gets dark?"
"Sure! You coming brother?"
"No, I'm staying here. You'd better get going. Ja ne, Lupus-chan!" he kissed my cheek when Mindy wasn't looking. I jerked a bit. "Ja ne!" Bura pushed me out the door. "Need some help with those bags?" she asked. "No I'm fine." I lied.
"You know you are like my Tousan a bit. Very stubborn." She helped me anyway.
"People tell me that a lot. My forehead isn't miraculously getting bigger is it?" I joked. She laughed. "Your funny. You know Pan and I go to orange star high school."
"Gohan and Videl's old school."
"Hai! You are in!" she said as we got into the air car.
"Your brother made quite a few phone calls today." I mentioned.
"He told me about you jumping out of his arms. He sounded freaked out and surprised, now he thinks you are crazy!" she laughed. I did as well. Then I told her the events of the day on the way there.

It was around dinnertime when we arrived. I greeted everyone and Juuhachigou squealed when she saw my new clothes. Halfway through the night I got pulled into a contest by the guys who was the better man. "Careful how you choose" Marron told me. I decided Chouzu was. He had handed me a daisy, this being so gentlemanly I had to choose him. Tienshinhan smirked "Cheater."
Across from me sat Chichi and Goku. "So how is your home?" Goku asked after Tien and Chouzu had finished telling me their stories.
"Well," I began and told them about the show called Dragon Ball and how it was one of my favourite shows. Then Gohan listened attentively as I told him about the certain sights that one could see and the histories I knew of.

All of a sudden the lights shut off and in walked Trunks and Mindy with a cake! Everyone sang happy birthday. Thank goodness for the dim light, I felt colour rushing to my cheeks. Sixteen glowing candles were propped up in the highest part of the cake. I made my wish and blew out all the candles. "What did you wish for?" Goku asked.
"Can't say! Or else it won't come true!"
"Dang! No wonder my wishes never came true!" Everyone laughed. After finishing the cake I excused myself to go outside, telling everyone it was rare for me to see so many stars.

I rushed out into the cold night air and scrambled up a hill. Leaning against a tree I stared at all the twinkling sapphires in the sky. "Destiny." I whispered into the air. " Is this an accident or was I sent here? Is it fate?" A tear trickled down my cheek. "Will my wish come true? Can I go home? Will I find my path? So many thoughts! So many questions! Where do I even start?" I put my palms high above my head and gathered my energy. I noticed that in this dimension my energy was more visible to me. It was like a blue fire. No it was lavender then blue again. Changing every few moments. I closed my eyes. My power was easier to use in this realm. I imagined fire and in my hands a flame appeared before me. It was cold. He glow enveloped me. Warm again. I sighed. I secretly dreamed of being a warrior. It didn't matter to me what kind. A warrior of words perhaps, one for the soul. Maybe even a warrior like Vegita-sama was. I knew I didn't have what it took. But still one could dream. "Will I ever be a warrior?"
"Not without my training you won't." A harsh voice spoke. Startled I looked up into the tree I leaned against. "Vegita-sama!"
"You have quite a unique ki. Some of that energy you hold isn't even ki. I can see it but I can't sense it. It is like elements. I want to see one of your attacks."
"I have never used my energy to attack anyone. Not intentionally at least...maybe in another past life...but no not this one."
"Nani! With a power like that and you neverWhat are you? What were you?"
"I was a human witch. Before I came to be this. Now I am a Sayjin Witch aren't I?" I chuckled.
"Not the creepy Urenai Baba type though." he stated.
"Iie."
"I will train you."
"Pan-chan told me to ask Goku-san if he would train me. I did and he agreed."
"Kakarotto?"
"Piccolo san said he would help me out too, and Gohan san too. That way I can compare how they train me and learn more techniques."
"You aren't as stupid as I thought kid."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"I'm training you too. See you in the morning." He blasted off.
"In the morning?! How early?!" I yelled back alarmed. I went back into the house. My birthday wish hadn't come true yet but Vegita didn't hate me so there was a plus! Tomorrow I start training! Wow! Chichi was going to come visit Goten as well and since we both were total slobs I had to help him out. Trunks bought me a diary when I pointed it out in the window of a store. It was a pretty damn big book with five hundred pages. He told me "Call it a birthday gift." I wrote this entry into it and decided I would write in it whenever I felt like it. So what did I wish for? *Giggle* a little sappy for me even, but I wished for my true love to save me whenever I needed it. Well it is getting late. I'd better get to sleep. Gosh Goten snores like a dying horse! And my door is closed! Oh well! I'm one of the special people who can sleep though anything! Goodnight. I hope I can get home soon. But apparently I have to wait till the Dragon Balls are useable and collected.

Everything's Commin up Milhouse!
-Milhouse (Simpsons)